Sadie Pop Band Practice
Sadie Pop Band Practice
I want performance, not excuses
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Husband couldn't fill that hole
You had my food, now you have me
Let me guess, you want them
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Your holes want it
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Will you still call me after?
So you never had real pussy before?
Let the pussy feel neglected
You can't and will not escape